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Junhong learns what the word 'home' means.
The moment they get back to the dorm after B.A.P’s latest group trip to the salon, Yongguk takes one look at Junhong’s new hairstyle and says “I don’t like what the stylists have done with your hair.”
Zelo likes the feeling of hurting himself, he likes to use a blade to cut against him bair skin and see the crimson red dropplets fall down his wrists. He doesnt want Yongguk to know, because he doesnt want him to thin oddly of him.
Just a cute story about BAP's Yonggukie and Zelo at a fanmeet. Fighting over some cherry tomatoes ><
Choi Junhong and his friends were tired of being restricted, so when Daehyun recommends that they makes fake IDs and sneak into a bar, that’s just what they do. It’s there that Junhong meets the interesting bartender, Bang Yongguk. The pair try their luck on dinner, and decide they want to see each other again. They had never been closer. However, summer must end and Junhong must part ways with him. His senior year doesn't seem to allow that.
How the leader celebrates maknae junhong birthday~
Seit wann? Seit wann denke ich so oft an dich? Seit wann macht es überglücklich deine Stimme zu hören? Seit wann versüßt mir dein Lächeln den Tag? Seit wann ist es Liebe?
Junhong doesn't really hate cleaning up Yongguk's mess.
Uniforme Con una mano intentaba abrirse paso a través de la chaqueta y la corbata del uniforme del chico que besaba, pero como era que él, un estudiante universitario de segundo semestre se besaba con un estudiante de instituto, la respuesta se encontraba unos meses atrás cuando dieron inicio l
You were the one to keep my feet planted firmly on the gorund. The one to keep me safe. The one to hold in my arms. The one to keep me from the life I used to have. But now you're gone. And I'm still here. What kind of curelty is this....?
Junhong knows what his favourite hyung has been doing all along.
Yongguk thought his future was bleak and desolate. Gone was the optimism and confidence of his teenage years, came the harsh truth of the music industry. Everything seemed obsolete, he was dulled, broken by constant critism, constant criteria, molds that he couldn't seem to break. Until he meet a certain boy. As cliche as it sounds, as hard as it is to admit it, that boy changed his life. "Funny you're the br
Yongguk announces he plans to complete his mandatory military service next year. Junhong doesn't take it very well.
It feels good to feel wanted again.
And as always, Yongguk starts his morning off by reaching over to the small stack of cassette tapes.
"Hey Junhong. What's your dream?" The younger boy hesitated.
He was the Pharaoh, the Son of the Sun God Ra. He was the Falcon, the King of Wa
Story about how they are be couple in High School TS # Sub Eng # Boy X Boy
Junhong made it to the front just in time as the man began rapping like the speed of light. One of the other males was adding his own raps while the shorter one in the back was dancing up a storm. Junhong could see several phones lit up with the names of the other members on the stage but his eyes were glued to the one in the middle.
What would you do if one day you woke up in the middle of a forest. Not just an ordinary forest though, what if it was the same forest as the one described in your favourite horror book series. That's what happened to Yongguk. One moment he was sitting in bed reading his favourite book, Blue Shadows, and then all of a sudden he was standing in the middle of the blue forest described in the book. The last
yongguk this in love the maknae ,but this is afraid that zelo be away if you plead
Junhong tiene dificultades siendo el maknae del grupo y Yongguk lo sabe. Sin embargo, y a pesar de no ser bueno con las palabras, el líder siempre está ahí. Y quizá, el final de todo, ser el maknae no sea tan malo.
That same kid came into the store today. My heart instant started racing, my mind losing all coherency. His hair was neatly placed on his head, a loose, V-neck shirt hanging off his shoulders, tight black jeans curving with his amazing legs. He was perfection. And he grabbed the same thing as always, a box of sodas and two